a few days ago we (bermudians) were told that hurricane Bill was going to strike Bermuda on saturday morning. everyone in Bermuda seemed to have lost their senses and went nuts at the local stores preparing for the storm ahead.

well, yesterday there was a shit load of rain and wind pissing down like mad. tree branches flying, and landing in the roads. it seemed as if we were going to have a really nasty hurricane.

this morning (saturday august 22 2009) i woke up to a quiet morning.
no rain, no wind....no hurricane?

it seems like we just caught the edge of Bill the bastard hurricane.

isn't it strange how the weather just likes to fuck with you? lol.

Hurricane: you bermudians better be prepared because im coming to fuck up shop!

Bermudians: oh shit dun. ders a hurcane comin don her. we betta get to de store don de heel and get supplies.

Hurricane: yea you do that..... im just going to start at dockyard and work my way to st.georges hopefully turning off all your electricity in the process. [piss piss rain rain wind blow blow whoosh snap your branches and fuck up your bush]

Bermudians: (waiting indoors) by cha! dat hurricane is fuckin up dem bushes n trees bah!

Saturday morning: rise and shine mother fuckers its hurricane Bill day!

Bermians: (walks outsite) wer de fuck is de storm bah!? I got all dees candles and stuff for no reason? by fuck! i coulda spent dat money ona fidy dolla poke.

Hurricane: GOTCHA! HAHAHHAHAAA. i love fucking around with you bermudians. you panic so much it makes me giggle rain drops! haha